"Not only that, in order to let her concentrate on embroidering Shu, the prince also personally took care of the county lord Nuan'er."

Hearing this, the hatred in Mo Liuli's eyes couldn't stop flowing out.

But she still gave the person who had leaked the news a silver ingot, and only after the man had gone did she pick up the things on the table and slam them all on the ground.

"Slut! Slut! Slut! ”

After scolding the slut a few times in one breath, Mo Liuli felt that his chest was a little smoother.

She called for someone, cleaned the room, and then clenched her hands into fists.

"Since you rob me of the love of my heart, then I will destroy what you care about the most."

……

Three days later.

Yu Molan embroidered for three days in a row, and never slept every day.

When she finally finished embroidering the painting, and as soon as she stood up, the person passed out and fell to the ground.

When the girl who was in charge of delivering food to Yu Molan, she saw her faint and immediately called someone.

"Doctor, Miss Jade has fainted."

Knowing that Yu Molan had fainted, Nangong Jing was worried.

"This woman, looking rational and calm and mature on the surface, is actually a dead brain."

Isn't it just an embroidery banquet? Can you not sleep and fight for your own life?

If she wants it in the future, wouldn't it be good for him to hold another one in the name of King Jing?

Wait, why did he hold an embroidery banquet for her?

She's Nuan'er's husband, well, it must be like that.

Although he was angry that Yu Molan didn't take care of his body, Nangong Jing still had wind under his feet and rushed to Yu Molan's residence.

"Mother, mother, wake up......"

Nuan'er stood beside the bed, holding Yu Molan's hand, her face full of grievances.

For several days, every time she was about to go to her mother's yard, she would be taken away by her father, saying that she should not disturb her mother's rest and work.

Today, I was finally able to enter her mother's room, but what I saw was her mother's face lying on the bed with a pale face.

Such a mother makes her afraid......

As if seeing the worry in Nuan'er's heart, Nangong Ling stretched out her hand and patted her back gently: "Your mother, it's just asleep, just sleep for a while." ”

"Really?"

Nuan'er blinked her big eyes, her eyes were wet, and she was very pitiful.

"Really."

As soon as Nangong Ling's words fell, he heard Nangong Jing's voice sounding outside.

"How's she doing now?"

"Back to the prince, the doctor said that Miss Yu is too tired, just wait for her to sleep, no need to be nervous."

Nangong Jing entered the room, and saw Nangong Ling guarding the window of Yu Molan with Nuan'er, and his face calmed down a little unconsciously.

Seeing him hide his emotions, Nangong Ling chuckled.

"There are no outsiders here, what are you doing hiding your emotions?"

Nangong Jing said, "I don't know what you're talking about", and then said incomprehensibly: "Your father sent a letter the day before yesterday, saying that he missed you." ”

"What?"

At first glance, when I heard the word "father", Nangong Ling, who has always been steady, has the look that a child should have.

"Father knows I'm coming to you? When it's over, he'll definitely send a lot of gentlemen here to teach me those things, no, no, no, I'll run first. ”

After Gong Ling said this, she ran away, not even Nuan'er.

Nuan'er thought that Nangong Ling was playing a game of chasing me and hiding with her, so she hurriedly ran and followed.

Nangong Jing sneered, this little nephew, who can compose poems and lyrics at the age of three, has a smart personality and is likable, and the emperor also attaches great importance to his talent after learning about it.

It's just that after Nangong Ling realized the emperor's intentions, he was not as serious and diligent as ordinary people, but hid everywhere and became extraordinarily sloppy.

Although the emperor has a headache, he has always been very fond of him, so he found a lot of gentlemen for Nangong Ling, hoping to put Nangong Ling on the right path.

It's just that......

Nangong Jing felt that for a while, his imperial brother was afraid that he would not be able to return to the right path.

Suddenly, a faint sound caught his attention.

went along with the prestige, but saw Yu Molan frowning and still speaking.

"Don't ...... Don't ......"

Her voice sobbed, "Don't leave me ......"

In the dream, Yu Molan dreamed of the scene when she was abandoned by her mother in an orphanage in modern times.

She reached out and tried to hold her mother's hand tightly, but was pushed to the ground hard.

But at the age of six, she could only watch her mother leave quickly in a luxury car.

In reality, Nangong Jing sat beside her, staring at the tears on her pale face, deep in her heart, inexplicably tight, and tasted.

"Who is it? Makes you so sad? ”

Nangong Jing's slender fingertips gently wiped the tears on Yu Molan's face.

When his fingertips touched the coolness, Nangong Jing realized what he had done.

He hurriedly stood up and hurriedly left Yu Molan's room, as if there was some flood beast in her room.

When he returned to his yard, the butler came to report the news.

As soon as he saluted and shouted the word "king", he saw Nangong Jing waving his hand.

"This king needs to be quiet now, and no one should disturb this king anymore for anything!"

Butler: Okay......

Originally, he also thought that if Nangong Jing was to get it, he would naturally drive Mo Liuli away.

Now the prince rushed into the study and said not to disturb him......

"Hey......"

The head of the housekeeper sighed.

Before Mo Liuli appeared, he always thought that this Mo Liuli was the most suitable daughter of the prince after Liu Yiyi.

After all, she is the granddaughter of Taifu, and she has always been known as a talented woman and a beautiful woman.

It's just that this time, she and the county lord of Zhaoyang really don't like Yu Molan's various behaviors.

Outside the gate of the palace, Mo Liuli saw the housekeeper coming back, and there was a trace of nervousness in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face.

"Butler, how's that?"

"This ......" The butler hesitated for a moment, and then said, "The prince did not say it explicitly. ”

"Since I haven't said it explicitly, it means that I can go in and don't finish. Besides, I'm here to see the Jade Girl, not the prince. ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Liuli had already stepped into the palace.

On the surface, Mo Liuli looked relaxed, but in fact, she was very nervous.

Moreover, she told herself that no matter how angry she was, she must not show her temperament in the palace, otherwise she was afraid that she would be thrown out by the guards of the palace.

Finding Yu Molan's yard with a familiar car, Mo Liuli raised her head and puffed up her chest, and walked in with a gentle and harmless face, still talking.

"Miss Jade, I heard that you are sick, so I came to visit."

But no one responded to her.

Mo Liuli secretly said in her heart, it seems that what the person who delivered the news said was not wrong, Yu Molan would have to sleep for at least five hours before she could wake up.

Yes.

Although she has not entered King Jing's Mansion again in the past few days, she knows everything about King Jing's Mansion.

Looking at Yu Molan, who was sleeping on the bed, a trace of jealousy flashed in Mo Liuli's eyes.

She picked up the scissors on the table and slowly walked to Yu Molan's side.

"If I scratch your face, will he look at you again?"

The tip of the scissors stabbed Yu Molan's skin, and she frowned unconsciously, and she also muttered.

Mo Liuli was startled, thinking that she was going to wake up, so she quickly hid the scissors behind her, with a kind smile on her face.

It's just that when she stared at it for a long time and didn't see Yu Molan wake up, she was relieved.

It seems that it was the scissors that stabbed her.

The pain made her wake up from her sleep.

After all, this is the palace, and once Yu Molan makes a sound, there will definitely be guards coming.

After the plan of scratching Yu Molan's face didn't work, Mo Liuli came to Yu Molan's freshly embroidered purple qi Donglai.

Looking at the lifelike cranes and the towering mountains on it, the corners of Mo Liuli's lips hooked up a deep smile.

Yu Molan, I want you to leave a stench for 10,000 years in the embroidery world!

……

"Ahh

Yu Molan woke up with a burst of screams.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Xu staring at her Shu embroidery with a panicked face.

"Nurse, what's wrong?"

Yu Molan hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and the moment she stood up straight, she was still a little dizzy.

After the dizziness subsided, Yu Molan came over.

"Jade girl, it, it'......"

Xu looked at the broken Shu embroidery, and didn't know what to say for a while.

When she told the truth, she didn't dare to say it, for fear of hurting Yu Molan's heart.

But the fact is that she didn't say it, Yu Molan walked over, but she could see it at a glance.

"How so?"

Seeing that the purple qi that should have been complete from the east was now cut into pieces with scissors, and ink was splashed, Yu Molan's body was a little unbearable for a while, and she fell backwards.

The heart of this person who ruined her work was too ruthless, and he didn't leave her any way out at all.

"Who did it?"

Xu shook his head: "Jade girl, you have to believe me, I didn't do this thing. I just came to bring you food, and as soon as I came in, I saw this scene......"

Yu Molan naturally believes in Xu's, and Xu's wishes she would have finished embroidering all the Shu embroidery in her hand, and then she would be relieved to bring Nuan'er.

"Has anyone been to my room?"